Chapter 1288

The door is not locked, leaving a tiny gap, along the gap reflects a touch of sunlight, he gently reached out, and then opened a few minutes.

After the door opened, he saw the empty bed at a glance, and subconsciously looked in the direction of the terrace.

The glass door of the terrace is open, a thin figure squats in front of some flowers and plants, holding a pair of scissors carefully trimming branches and leaves.

Xiang Tianlai didn't notice the movement here. He took a pair of black scissors to carefully cut off some withered and withered leaves, and then repeatedly examined it to trim the shape as well as possible.

Xu's arm was lifted for a long time, and the wound was involved in some pain, so that she had to gently put down her arm and rest for a moment.

Although the two gunshot wounds were carefully bandaged and treated, but after all, the time was too short to heal, so that her every move was very laborious.

But she really didn't want to lie in bed all day long, like a waste person waiting for death. She would rather get up and find something to do.

She didn't know why she liked to feed and make these things. Maybe it was because she had too much fighting and killing when she was a child, and there were too many rushing and laboring.

At that time, life was very hard. Most of what I thought about every day was the rent, water and electricity, enemies, creditors, or the next meal. I had no energy to enjoy a moment of peace. I was just living for the sake of living.

So since she got comfortable here, with Yin Shaolong's protection, she began to like to turn these things upside down, pruning branches every day, watering and fertilizing, moving inside and outside, but she did not feel tired, but felt rare peace.

Yin Shaolong stood outside the door for a while, then opened the door and came in.

Maybe it was because the window was open, so there was wind and the door creaked.

"Clearly, are you back?" Xiang Tianlai didn't turn back and spoke softly. He was taking a sprinkling pot to fill the flowers and plants.

During this period of time when she was away, all the flowers and plants were in a mess. Therefore, her task was not light. In addition, she raised a lot of things, and she moved slowly, so it was enough for her to be busy for a few days.

Yin Shaolong was silent and did not open his mouth. He approached a few minutes, relying on the glass door of the terrace, quietly watching her focus on the busy.

In the afternoon, the sun shines on her body and looks very warm. The pink flowers on the household clothes add some vitality to her, making her look more gentle and peaceful. It seems that if he just looks at her for a while, his heart will be quiet.

After a while, Xiang Tianlai's shoulders and arms began to ache again, and a thin layer of sweat rose on her forehead, which forced her to temporarily put down her things and lift her other hand to cover her wound, as if to relieve the pain.

Seeing her pale side face behind her, Yin Shaolong could not help but be restrained by her lazy and casual posture, and her eyes also became worried.

After a short rest, Xiang Tianlai felt a little better. Then he got up again, picked up the kettle on the side and planned to pour some more water. The rest would be done tomorrow.

However, as soon as her fingers touched the kettle, another pair of beautiful and excessive hands took the lead in lifting the kettle and leaping over it. She began to carefully pour water for the flowers and plants.

Xiang Tianlai was stunned and subconsciously looked up at him.

However, Yin Shaolong only focused on watering, without opening his mouth or raising his head. Everything seemed so careless.